Chapter 6 Post-Reunion Era

The garage door next to the lakeside wooden house rises, and the lights in the garage are turned on sequentially from outside to inside.

Through the advanced sensors that come with the smart watch on Morgan's wrist, Yimeng can clearly 'see' that luxury cars with a streamlined texture against the metal luminescence are parked outside the garage.

As for the outside of the garage, it is separated by a unique metal glass door. Inside is the appearance of a private studio, with built-in equipment and tools such as robotic arms, energy coordination, intelligent assistance, element synthesis, metal forging, and parts processing.

In addition to the workbench, there are several armor parts and metal masks on display.

In the glass booth deep in the garage, one or two crafted products can be faintly seen.The faint glow of gold and silver and blue and silver shone respectively, even if they stood there quietly like a dusty metal statue, it was still not comparable to the luxury cars outside the garage that represented the highest level of craftsmanship in the world.

After all, it represents the cutting edge of Marvel Universe technology, and it is also the supreme king in the field of technology!
Static electricity turns.

Yi Meng resisted the urge to break into the studio to occupy one of the finished products. The private studio in the garage was obviously blocked, and the system permissions were estimated to be difficult to open with Morgan's permission.

Even if it can be turned on.

There is also an artificial intelligence, which may leave some behind.

Yi Meng was very calm.

If he breaks in now, in the eyes of the Stark family, it is no different from Ultron, and it is tantamount to a complete betrayal.

Even if Yi Meng had such expectations and thoughts, at least——

not now!

Yi Meng must obtain more information about the current dream. Since this dream is so real, he can't just treat it as a dream.

What if, what happened in this dream can't be repeated?
Little Morgan stood outside the garage, looking at the familiar and silent scene inside, and was also dazed for a few seconds.

"Boom!"

Outside the garage, one of the extended black Rolls-Royces suddenly made a thick engine sound and drove out.

It turned out that this is the feeling of 'Automobile'?
Yi Meng, who was in control of the modified Rolls-Royce built-in driving system, flashed a static-like thought, stopped beside Jr. Morgan, and made a system sound: "Come on, we must hurry, if your mother finds out, it will be broken. already."

"..."

Little Morgan was stunned for a second. Normally, on Saturdays, he called that person "Miss Potts".

By the way, it's not called Saturday now.

"One tyrant."

Little Morgan muttered softly, not knowing what he was thinking, but his body was still very honest, and he reached into the passenger seat with the open door.

……

new York.

The world's first economic capital and crime capital.

And now, this reputation can be temporarily upgraded to - "the center of the universe".

In ten years, the city has gone through so much, from the original Battle of New York to the Ultron Incident, the Heroic Civil War, the Multiple Threats, and finally, Endgame.

once.

Here, from time to time, you can see the old man with the hips as the protagonist of the World War II documentary, the hammer god who falls from the sky with the roar of thunder, or a big man who suddenly turns green and collapses half a street...

However, that was all years ago.

Now is the "post-reunion era".

Since Iron Man's sacrifice, Captain America's crossing, Thor's disappearance, Hawkeye's retirement, Ant-Man's limited rights, and the departure of Scarlet Witch, there is only one Spider-Man left, and the post-heroic era where the Avengers exist in name only...

……

A girl came to a street in New York alone. Although it is still several streets away from the most prosperous Times Square in New York, the lively atmosphere here is still almost overflowing.

The streets of the city are full of traffic, and the goods on their respective facades are dazzling, and the lights of advertisements are dazzling.

Little Morgan leaned against a street lamp, ignoring the pedestrians who were looking at him strangely, his big blue eyes drooping down, his small hand clasped his left wrist: "Yiba, you said take me to see it. Papa's legacy?"

"I know that Stark headquarters has been moved from here..."

"I never meant to take you to Stark headquarters." Yimeng's words came from the watch: "Look around carefully."

Little Morgan really opened her eyes wide and carefully looked at the extremely unfamiliar modern streets around her. She hadn't been to the city since her father left.

Suddenly, Jr. Morgan noticed.

On the external projection screen of the commercial building across the street, a tall figure wearing a steel armor appeared.

In the corner of the street not far from her, the entire ten-meter-high wall was graffitied with a metal back.

The passers-by came and went on the street, and many of them had the same pattern of clothes. Some children who were not much older than her also wore the same style of golden masks or palm sleeves that glowed with daylight.

They are constantly saying the names of "Iron Man" and "Tony Stark", and they are leaving with the pain of the past and yearning for the future.

Yi Meng's voice came to his ears at the right time: "What you see now is not all your father's inheritance."

"The biggest legacy he left is the prosperity of this world and even the universe."

Yi Meng saw Little Loli crying.

This time Morgan couldn't hold back, and let the tears wet his tender face.

Cry out, it will feel better.

Yi Meng did not comfort him like Poz, although the other party was just a five-year-old child, but this is a fact that needs to be faced sooner or later.

Nor did he exaggerate.

Without the last snap of Iron Man's fingers to kill the Thanos Legion, as the only chance of a comeback in millions of timelines, the world would naturally not be in its current prosperous and prosperous state.

of course.

Behind the prosperity and prosperity, it is not all good things...

"Ahhhh!! Someone robbed!!"

The scream of a woman suddenly sounded from a corner of the street.

Passers-by on the street looked over there in horror, and saw a middle-aged woman fell to the ground, the grocery basket she was carrying was scattered on the ground, and the strong masked man with a handbag fled quickly.

"If you want to blame, blame Iron Man!"

"If they hadn't resurrected me, why would I be here?!"

The masked gangster threw a sentence illogically, his exposed eyes were bloodshot, and when they saw the pistol clenched in his other hand, passersby fled out in panic.

For a while, the streets of New York were in chaos.

"If you don't want to be shot, get out of the way!"

The masked gangster let out a low roar, no one dared to stop these outlaws, and the pedestrians on the street avoided one after another.

And when the pedestrians on the street avoided, only a blond loli with big eyes and tears was left, still standing on the road, as if unaware of the masked gangster rushing here.

"Whose child?"

"Who is going to save her!"

Many passersby who saw this scene had their brains buzzing. Seeing that the masked gangster was about to hit the little girl directly, a commercial drone suddenly fell out of control and slanted, hitting the masked gangster's face.

"Fake!!"

The strong masked man screamed, the corners of his eyes and face were cut by the propeller of the commercial drone, the mask also fell off, and he fell directly on the street with his bloody face on his back!
(End of this chapter)

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